Oh the last time I saw Adrianne, she sang about the seasons And what I can’t seem to do, she can The Eternal’s moving in her hands And I knew her singing signaled Spring And whirring my heart pounds For all the want and doubt are now upon me And I hear it in the sounds Of all the rain and all the baseball games That it rains out
In the garden by the blooming trees Ants swarm the peonies And I took a look at Lolo’s knees, as she sneezed up at the sun And I thought her sneezing signaled - something, I don’t know For all the want and doubt are not behind me Though I blamed it on the snow Is it all the sweetness of the bacchanals that I’ll never know?
And I look outside, at the storm forming o’er the lake I could not hide, even in this wallpaper shirt Is it all the sweetness? Is it all the sweetness? And whirring my heart pounds